[WARNING: ADULT CONTENT]
Baer strode into the match and pulled Wolf off her, just as the man laid his hands back onto his boxer shorts.
"Wolfman," he growled, "have some care where you're waving that thing."
"What thing?"
"Your raging boner you dickhead!"
Wolf ducked his head with chagrin. "Where did I wave it?" he asked apprehensively.
He covered himself with the boxers, though with his enlarged size, it was a losing battle.
"In Araminta's face," Baer glowered.
"Oh no, really? I'm very sorry Arrie," he looked completely ashamed of himself. "I was focussed on getting my boxer shorts back. I…" he became completely tongue-tied, not knowing where to start.
"That's okay," she said, pulling her dress back down slowly, her sweet body facing Baer as she sexily tugged the fabric over her curves. "It's only natural… and I suppose it has a mind of its own when it's that big. It must be like walking a Great Dane…"
She collapsed into fits of laughter, joined by all of the other girls.
Mission accomplished! she thought with satisfaction. Even though she had been swaffeled in the process, it was 100% worth it.
She felt like she had wrenched a little bit of her power back from Baer. And she hadn't even started her campaign yet. She would have that guy begging her before she was finished with him…
"You beat me fair and square Araminta," said Wolf, as he struggled back into his boxer shorts, still with that ridiculous tent that made it impossible to take him seriously. "I have no idea how you plan to punish me?"
He guessed any chance he might have had of punishing her with a French kiss, or even better than that, the moonshot chance of a head job, had just evaporated in a puff of smoke when she'd distracted him and swiped his jocks.
"Hmm… Let's save that one for a private discussion, shall we?" she said suggestively.
His dashed hopes picked themselves back up off the floor and dusted themselves off.
"Any other takers for a public match?" asked the commander. "You two might have put everyone off after that little 'display'," he smirked.
"We'll go next," said Magnus, raising his hand and putting his other hand against the small of Ruby's back, pushing her forwards.
Ruby resisted slightly, pushing back against him as he walked her onto the mats.
"Don't worry," he whispered to her. "I promise I won't hurt you and I'll go easy on you. Trust me?"
She nodded her gentle blue eyes up at him, and he smiled softly back at her.
Arrie put on a sweet boppy song as the pair faced each other, kneeling on the mats; "Slumber party, pillow fight, my eyes on your eyes, like Peter Pan up in the sky".
Delphi nodded her approval at Arrie. First song she'd chosen all night that didn't amp things up in an already heightened situation.
Ruby and Magnus grinned at one another as they circled each other.
She made a few delicate forays to grab him, which he easily repelled. On her third attempt, he grabbed her wrists and flipped her over, cradling her on his chest and wrapping her in his arms.
"Aww, sweet. It's like he's rocking her to sleep," said Winter.
Indy nodded in approval; relieved Ruby wasn't going to be put through the ordeal they had just seen Arrie go through.
"Come on man, this isn't beddy-bye time," said the commander to Magnus.
While he had Ruby trapped in his arms, Magnus undid the bow on her bikini top and pulled it free. Then he reached down and undid her swimsuit bottoms.
Ruby scarcely moved; she was so overwhelmed at lying wrapped in a man's arms. She could smell his woody masculine scent, and even though he was sweaty, she didn't find it unpleasant. In fact it seemed to be heightening her feelings of being secure and protected where she lay.
She knew she should be wrestling against him, but it seemed pointless when he was clearly so much stronger than her. He only needed to tighten his clinch, and she had no hopes of escape.
She didn't dare touch his boxer shorts to try and remove them. After seeing what lay under Wolf's shorts and the way it boxed Arrie in the face, she was completely terrified.
To preserve her modesty, Magnus flipped Ruby over onto her tummy, before pulling her dress down, lying protectively across her ass with his legs, so it couldn't be seen.
Everyone clapped, especially Winter who clapped particularly loudly at the nice young man, who was so pretty and was protecting their sweet Ruby. The beautiful pair of blonds looked like she imagined Hansel and Gretel would look.
"Very sweetly done Magnus," said the commander with approval.
He had sometimes wondered if the young man was gay, so he was pleased to see him soft on a girl, it made life easier when you were on lengthy missions if everyone was straight; less complications.
"Punishment?" he asked him.
Magnus helped Ruby wriggle back into her dress before she stood up.
"Can I punish you to a kiss, Ruby?" he asked her.
"Wooah," everyone cheered.
She blushed pinkly and nodded at him, without looking up.
Arrie unobtrusively segued 'Tongue Tied' into 'Those Eyes' and the sweet ballad accompanied Magnus as he put a hand on the back of Ruby's head and tipped her backwards as he leant in to kiss her; " 'Cause all of the small things that you do, are what remind me why I fell for you…"
"You're a wizard Arrie," Delphi signed at her, and she grinned at her Captain, signing back, "I know," and raising her eyebrows with delight at the sight in front of them.
Arrie sighed. It was like a scene from a romance novel…
Magnus gently pressed his lips to Ruby's pillowy rosebud lips. He could taste peaches in her lip gloss, and he felt his heart race as she did her best to kiss him back. He wasn't an inexperienced kisser, and he applied his best sensual skills to kissing her firmly now, but not too roughly. As she responded to his deeper kiss, he used his tongue to lightly lick at the peach gloss on her lips, without forcing his tongue into her mouth.
Ruby felt herself swoon, literally, woozy and thrilled at the same time. Magnus's firm lips took control of the kiss, his taste warm and masculine. It was familiar but unfamiliar at the same time, but everything about it just felt right, like two halves of a whole coming together and clicking into place.
She wished it could go on forever, but the sound of their audience cheering broke the spell, and they both emerged, slightly shell-shocked by the intensity of the experience.
Ruby looked shyly at the man who grabbed her hand and gave their adoring audience a mock bow.
She felt herself sinking inescapably into a great big crush on this man. How could she possibly hope to honey trap him now? She bit her pinkie finger in consternation. Had he just honey trapped her???